🎵 OpenPsalm

Verse 1 Abba, Father! We approach Thee In our Savior’s precious name;
We, Thy children, here assembled, Now Thy promised blessing claim;
From our sins His blood hath washed us, ’Tis through Him our souls draw nigh,
And Thy Spirit, too, hath taught us, Abba, Father, thus to cry.

Verse 2 Once as prodigals we wandered In our folly far from Thee,
But Thy grace, o’er sin abounding, Rescued us from misery;
Thou Thy prodigals hast pardoned, Kissed us with a Father’s love,
Spread the festive board, and called us, E’er to dwell with Thee above.

Verse 3 Clothed in garments of salvation, At Thy table is our place,
We rejoice, and Thou rejoicest, In the riches of Thy grace;
It is meet, we hear Thee saying, We should merry and be glad,
I have found My once lost children, Now they live who once were dead.

Verse 4 Abba, Father! all adore Thee, All rejoice in Heav’n above,
While in us they learn the wonders Of Thy wisdom, grace, and love;
Soon before Thy throne assembled, All Thy children shall proclaim,
Glory, everlasting glory, Be to God and to the Lamb!